I know you are, but what am I?

I know you are, but what am I?
And where's sense of our life?
And who was sent to tell a lie?
And who has sharpened edge of knife?
Are we just dolls in endless strife?
Am I just kid? Ahh, nevermind
We're like the actors, man and wife...
but maybe strangers passing by?


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